Chapter 30 The Crybaby's Endless Escape (Part 11)
When Mo Wuchang was thrown away, the blond-haired man looked at Si Yisi with terror in his eyes.
Upon seeing the blond-haired man, one could tell that he was not only shocked by Si Yisi's underestimated fighting prowess, but also felt that Mo Wuchang was a pitiful wretch whom he had thrown out as cannon fodder.
Suddenly, the blond-haired man was both surprised and terrified.
In fact, Si Yisi's ability to throw Mo Wuchang, a living person, out like that was definitely not just a casual act.
"Just doing it on a whim" is just a "trivial" reason.
Mo Wuchang's body was even thrown out in a blur. He swept straight past the axe that Chao Siyi and the others were swinging down, and in an instant, he used his absolute weight advantage to overpower the man who looked like a butcher or hunter.
Huh? Overwhelm?
Si Yisi felt like she had seen something interesting.
Mo Wuchang subdued the ghost so easily?
The man in front of Si Yisi and the others was lean and fit, with a well-defined eight-pack; he was clearly no ordinary person. As for Mo Wuchang… his belly was flabby, and he wasn't even as tall or strong as the ghosts. How could he possibly overpower them?
Is this ghost a flimsy piece of paper?
Si Yisi and Mo Wuchang only intended for him to act as a buffer; they didn't expect him to make any significant contributions.
Unexpectedly, this person, with his eyes closed and in a daze, started fighting with the ghosts on the ground.
"Hehe!" Mo Wuchang waved a limp arm and poked it straight at the ghost's eye socket.
"Ha!" He spread his legs into a scissor shape and squeezed hard—as if trying to crush something.
"Hey!" Mo Wuchang smoothly extended his other free arm, striking straight at the heart of the matter!
Si Yisi: "?" Dream Fist? What the hell?!
The ruthless man wielding the axe was completely bewildered by Mo Wuchang's combination of stabbing, pinching, and then thrusting into vital points, and it took him a while to recover.
The crisscrossing scars on his face appeared even more grotesque with anger, like the tangled roots of an old tree.
Without a word, the man raised his axe and swung it at Mo Wuchang, intending to hack him to pieces!
Si Yisi couldn't just stand by and watch Mo Wuchang get into trouble. Seeing Mo Wuchang tumble off the man in a daze, he raised his leg and kicked the man who had finally come to his senses.
It was like an autumn wind sweeping away fallen leaves; the man flew backward like a paper doll.
Huang Mao stared in disbelief, but then heard Si Yisi ask him a question.
"You're telling me you can't do anything to this paper tiger?"
Although Huang Mao's skill level was questioned, he dared not express any dissatisfaction, only complaining despite his injury.
Who would dare to confront a ghost head-on without a second thought, like you two?! This ghost is carrying an axe; even if it wanted to attack a man, it wouldn't be able to!
Where did these two perverts come from?
Mo Wuchang also woke up after practicing Dream Fist for a while. He glanced at the current scene in a daze and almost jumped three feet high!
Si Yisi asked him, "Awake?"
Mo Wuchang nodded blankly.
Si Yisi ordered without any politeness, "Go and try to see if you can subdue that man."
Mo Wuchang glanced at his own thin arms and legs, then at the thick arms and legs of other ghosts, and began to question his existence.
"Give me the stick!" Si Yisi shouted at him.
Mo Wuchang threw it without blinking—and it hit the fierce-looking new tenant on the head perfectly.
"I didn't...do it on purpose."
Si Yisi bent down, picked up the wooden stick that had rolled to the ground, and headed straight for the gleaming silver axe blade that was coming down without looking back!
The man was a paper tiger, but his axe could cut through iron like mud, and in the blink of an eye, he chopped the wooden stick in half!
But Si Yisi had already achieved his goal! He seized the opportunity to grab the axe from the scarred new tenant's hand, actually trying to snatch the weapon from the ghost!
The blond-haired guy looked utterly bewildered. Where did this incredible guy come from?!
Mo Wuchang silently squatted down beside him. He took out a few sour dates from his pocket, and the two of them sat down side by side and ate the fruit!
Si Yisi felt a powerful force coming from the palm of her hand holding the axe. This force was brute and reckless, and if she wasn't careful, she could easily get into trouble.
Does Kesiyisi seem like a system that only knows how to brute force? Of course not!
He kicked out again, but this time the kick landed in the wrong place—Si Yisi couldn't stop in time and kicked the scarred man in the groin!
Si Yisi was shocked. He only felt his leg touch something soft, fragile, and easily broken, rather than something real.
At this moment, Si Yisi gained the upper hand in the tug-of-war and successfully snatched the axe from the scarred man's hand!
The axe, which reflected a fierce silver light and was dripping with blood, shriveled up and withered in Si Yisi's hands!
Si Yisi looked at the paper axe in her hand, which had a kindergarten-style drawing, and for a moment she was not surprised, but understood!
He said that the scraps of paper in the new tenant's room were useful clues, and it turns out that one of the new tenants' weapons was scraps of paper!
If the weapon is made of paper... then is the new tenant also made of paper?
Si Yisi threw down the axe-shaped piece of paper, which floated into Mo Wuchang's hand.
Mo Wuchang looked at the sticky "bloodstains" on it, poked them with his hand, smelled them, and even dipped his finger in them and put them in his mouth!
"It's okay, it tastes like ketchup."
Yellow Hair: "..."
Hey bro, what's wrong with you? And even though it tastes like ketchup, it's still blood from being chopped up!
Huang Mao grimaced as he watched Mo Wuchang eat sour dates with "ketchup," his itchy wounds on his body almost bursting open!
"very good."
Si Yisi chuckled softly, and a tear dripped onto the floor, making the sounds of chewing and the scarred man's panting all the more distinct.
Si Yisi's pupils widened as he watched the scarred man produce another axe and lunge forward—
Grab the scarred man's shoulders with both hands and tear him in the opposite direction!
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